Alice’s Game
“You lose,”
No sooner had the words left the beautiful woman’s wine red lips her long, elegant fingers seized hold of her opponent’s doublet, dragging him across the table to where she sat. Her free hand ripped open his vest and his doughy flesh yielded beneath to pressure of her fingernails. Her fingers sank into the hot, steaming
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